"True Immortal Li, you sure know how to talk."
Dèng Yìchén saw that his junior sister Ji Sīdān's bewitching technique had no effect on Li Zhōujūn, and his expression immediately darkened.
After Ji Sīdān was mocked by Li Zhōujūn, she also abandoned her earlier gentle-as-water attitude and snarled viciously at him, "Senior Brother, since this surnamed Li, a native of the lower realm, refuses a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit, let's stop being polite. We can take him back directly and hand him over to the elders."
Watching the two sing the same tune, Li Zhōujūn immediately shook his head and sighed, "The Immortal Realm is truly too unfriendly. The moment I arrived, someone already wanted to set Li Mou up."
"Heh heh, the waters of the Immortal Realm run deep. Kid, you're too young."
Dèng Yìchén sneered. He had no intention of continuing to waste words with Li Zhōujūn. After exchanging a glance with Ji Sīdān, the two suddenly erupted with the might of Third-Rank True Immortals. Their figures moved like swimming dragons as they closed in on Li Zhōujūn from both sides.
"Heh." Li Zhōujūn smiled.
In the past, Li Zhōujūn would definitely have been extravagantly ruthless, directly using the Fifth-Rank True Immortal Artifact to kill the two of them in an instant.
Or he would have used Fifty-Fifty, fighting the other side to a draw.
But now Li Zhōujūn had the Emperor's Law at his disposal. Moreover, since they were all Third-Rank True Immortals, he wanted to see what level he was at among those in the same realm.
At that moment, Li Zhōujūn narrowed his eyes slightly. His cyan robes fluttered despite the absence of wind. In an instant, a huge, transparent chessboard descended, covering an area of a hundred li in